The Face, Not The Woman

The Abject Pleasure Of An Abject Mind And Hence So Dear To Poor Weak Woman Kind. [lat., Vindicta Nemo Magis Gaudet, Quam Femina.]

Two Things Only The People Actually Desire: Bread And Circuses.

Be A Gentleman Farmer.

Lost Money Is Bewailed With Deeper Sighs Than Friends, Or Kindred, And With Louder Cries.

The Love Of Popularity Holds You In A Vice.